"Everyone, I am in charge of gambling matters~щww~~lā"
Old Monster Song stood up and bowed to everyone around him, "Let's bet on the first round... who can reach Jianmu first? How about that?"
"Can!"
The seniors of each sect nodded.
"Haha, since everyone is so excited, let's enjoy the grand event together!"
Song Tian, the ancestor of the Song family, waved his hand, and a stream of light flashed past, revealing a huge light curtain in front of everyone.
Above the light curtain, the situation near Jianmu was clearly visible.
A young monk who flew into the air quickly fled in the direction of Jianmu. Monks from various sects, including Wang Tengfei, Li Fugui, and Meng Hao, all appeared in the light curtain.
"Everyone, the Jianmu Spirit Map was created by a senior expert. To reach Jianmu, you need more than just fast flight speed."
Old Monster Song pointed at the figures on the light screen and said with a smile: "I wonder who you are betting on to win?"
"Of course he is one of our own children!"
The leader of the Wang family put down his wine bottle, laughed, and pointed at Wang Tengfei.
"We also bet on our own children!"
Betting on cyber games is just a game for these experts in the Nascent Soul Realm. Regardless of winning or losing, we must not lose the sect’s face.
You can't just win over the children of other sects in the first round of betting!
Even the golden-armored man from Jin Hanzong clearly knew that the little fat Li Fugui had no chance of winning, so he placed his bet on Li Fugui.
"You all bet on your own children, but I don't have any of my own children to bet on, so I can only choose one of your disciples. You can't blame me!"
Naturally, it is impossible for anyone from the Song family to participate in the Song family's son-in-law recruitment meeting. Old Monster Song smiled and looked up on the light screen.
"Who to choose?"
Thousands of young monks controlled the Escape Light to fly away, but Old Monster Song didn't have the ability to tell who would win the first place.
"Ding Dong."
When Old Monster Song kept searching in the light curtain and looked at Meng Hao, he suddenly heard a slight ringing of a bell.
"Eh? The Purple Gold Bell is ringing? Why did the Purple Gold Bell ring when I saw this kid? Is there something weird about this kid?"
Old Monster Song's mind moved, and he suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Meng Hao, "I bet on him!"
"This boy..."
Seeing Old Monster Song pointing at Meng Hao, the Nascent Soul monks leading the teams from each sect were a little surprised.
"Haha, although this young man came with my Yijian Sect, he is not a disciple of my sect, but a relative and friend of a true disciple of my sect."
The Nascent Soul cultivator who led the Yijian Sect looked at Old Monster Song pointing at Meng Hao and shook his head with a smile, "Brother Song, I'm afraid I'm going to lose this time!"
"Haha, it's just a game. Make everyone laugh."
Old Monster Song waved his hand and released a jade elixir bottle, "This is the Four Directions elixir secretly made by my Song family. It contains the four directions of heaven and earth and is very helpful for understanding the power of space. I will use this elixir as my infusion."
"The Song family's Sifang Dan? Okay, I'll bet on it!"
The Nascent Soul cultivator of the Blood Demon Sect, an old woman with silver hair and withered skin, waved her hand and released a blood-colored jade pendant, "This is the blood soul talisman that I refined. I bet on your Sifang Dan."
"I'll also bet on a magic weapon!"
"This is the Jinyuan Sword Pill I refined. I bet with you!"
Masters from various sects took out their treasures and began to place bets.
"The bet has been placed, let's wait and see the results!"
Old Monster Song smiled and held his hands to everyone, but he was muttering in his heart, "When I saw that kid, why did the purple gold bell ring? What's the point?"
While everyone was gambling, the monks from various sects who had been escaping had already approached Jianmu.
"Boom!"
It was as if there was a thunderclap in his ears. When he arrived within a thousand feet of Jianmu, a huge spiritual pressure enveloped him like the top of Mount Tai.
"What a heavy amount of spiritual pressure!"
After a sudden burst of light, the monks fell to the ground one after another, unable to fly again. They could only carry this spiritual pressure, like carrying a mountain on their backs, and move forward step by step with difficulty.
"I must win the first place! I must climb to the top of Jianmu and pick off the pearl."
Wang Tengfei had a look of madness on his face as he summoned up his spiritual power and kept moving forward against this huge spiritual pressure.
When he got up to leave the case and rushed towards Jianmu, he was already desperate!
"The Yinglong inheritance has been robbed! I also failed to obtain the Tailing Sutra from the Kuoshan Sect! Now... even Chu Yuyan is hooking up with others! I have no way out!"
This is Wang Tengfei's last chance!
Because of that series of failures, Wang Tengfei lost to Wang Lihai in the competition for family status! It is no longer possible for him to receive the family's key training!
Only by becoming the son-in-law of the Song family can he have the possibility of rising again!
"Meng Hao! Chu Yuyan! Wang Lihai! Just wait!"
Wang Tengfei gritted his teeth and moved frantically, approaching Jianmu step by step.
At this moment... Wang Tengfei suddenly surpassed everyone and became the first person at the front!
The monks from other sects also did not dare to lag behind.
Even the little fat man Li Fugui led a group of "younger disciples" and rushed all the way to Jianmu with spiritual pressure.
The only one who fell to the end was Meng Hao!
"What a rich spiritual energy!"
Meng Hao didn't care about being first. He was not here to compete for the position of son-in-law of the Song family.
From the perspective of others, it was a huge amount of spiritual pressure! But... in Meng Hao's opinion, what kind of spiritual pressure is this? This is clearly an extremely abundant spiritual energy!
Every time he took a step, Meng Hao would stop, carefully, and slowly absorb the extremely rich spiritual energy gathered around him.
Meng Hao took in the spiritual energy leisurely, while the others were moving forward desperately.
An hour later, Wang Tengfei, who was walking in the front, was only more than ten feet away from Jianmu.
Most of the other monks who followed closely arrived within a hundred feet. Only... Meng Hao was still thousands of feet away from Jianmu.
"Eh? Brother Song, it turns out that you sometimes make mistakes!"
"A Lifelong Shame" Wu Dingqiu has been laughed at by Mr. Song ever since he bought fake goods. Now that I saw this situation, I quickly seized the opportunity and let out a deep sigh.
"snort!"
Old Monster Song snorted, his face looking very ugly. As for the other Nascent Soul cultivators, they were smiling.
"Could it be that... the ringing of the Purple Gold Bell earlier reminded me that this guy is the worst? But I thought differently. Instead, I placed my bet on him? Fortunately, there is only one bottle of Si Fang Dan."
Old Monster Song was secretly depressed.
"No more! No more! I can't hold it back anymore!"
The spiritual energy near Jianmu seemed to be of great benefit to Meng Hao's perfect foundation.
When Meng Hao absorbed Jianmu's spiritual energy, the perfect Taoist platform in the air sea actually erupted with a huge suction force, which seemed to sweep away all the Jianmu's spiritual energy.
Meng Hao was afraid of making too much noise, so he suppressed the suction force. Now... I can't hold it anymore!
"Boom!"
As if a floodgate had been opened, the surrounding Jianmu spiritual energy gathered crazily like a whirlpool.
At this moment, the spiritual pressure surrounding Jianmu stirred crazily, turning the area near Jianmu into a huge whirlpool.
"ah… "
Everyone in front was pulled backwards by this swirling spiritual pressure. Even though Wang Tengfei was only a few feet away from Jianmu, he couldn't help but pull him back.
Only Meng Hao, driven by this spiritual power, was like an arrow from a string, instantly pushing to the root of the building wood.
"ah?"
The sudden reversal left everyone watching the light curtain in the clouds stunned.
"Hahahaha! I really have eyes like candles! Old ghost Wu, I didn't make a mistake!"
Old Monster Song laughed loudly and was extremely proud.